“We-ah goin’ up tah MAINE, buckah! Hey-yup!” I’d never been to Maine. I was in for a treat that fall of 1991. Since that visit, I’ve been through most of the U.S. in one way or another. I’ve seen some things. But no other part of...

You can find the life of the mind in the oddest corners of the world. “Did you hear about Cyprus?” asked the man holding the giant insulated coffee cup. He was stout, in his mid-fifties and wore a blue plaid shirt and the sort of flat-brimmed...

The title’s a misnomer. There really are no alternatives to sleep. Sleep is a wonderful, often-underappreciated activity. Time spent sleeping (under ten hours or so per day) is never wasted. What you miss in party-time or the opportunities to further pound your...

I like bikes. Motorcycles, mainly. Motorcycles have long featured in my relationship with this place. My first night at the Copper Queen hotel was in a shared room with longtime BMW pilot and all-around ubermensch Don Stanley. I was on my Honda ST at the time. We...

It had been a long, rainy day in Florence. Very little could make a visit to Florence miserable. We came close to finding the key, however. It was our honeymoon, after all. People are supposed to be happy on their honeymoons. They’re supposed to be in love....

Author of the new novel "Eye of the Diamond-T" available on Amazon in print/Kindle and wherever fine ebooks are sold. Recovering microserf. Motorcyclist, musician, promoter and mini-sensation. More info at www.diamondtbook.com